When Tarhai returned to the camp, he looked at the cooled horse blood on the table and thought of the boast he had made. It was like a slap in the face.
The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and when Talhai looked up, he saw Talsan and Sangbu.
Talhai raised his proud head and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Are you laughing at my joke?"
"Humph!" Tarhai said disdainfully: "If Xiahou Dun hadn't withdrawn his troops, I would have already taken control of Zhiyi City by now."
Tarsan said nothing and just watched Tarhai speak indifferently.
Tarhai was frightened by his stare and said angrily, "If you have nothing to report, get out of here and go back to your tent!"
Talsan clenched his fists. He didn't expect Chibei to lose so many soldiers.
As the eldest prince, Tarhai did not feel the slightest regret or guilt at all.
Although he is not a good person, he will never let the Chibei Army die in vain.
...
...
The two brothers' eyes met, and their anger immediately turned into a tense situation.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the tent.
"Report!"
The soldier ran into the commander's tent and reported: "The Beiliang army has retreated 20 miles. General Xiahou asked the eldest prince to arrange for the withdrawal as soon as possible."
Tarhai gritted his teeth: "Damn old fox!"
"When I saw the wind was blowing in the wrong direction, I ran fast!"
If he doesn't retreat now, he will become a target in the eyes of the Dajing Army.
Tarhai didn't have time to think before blurting out the order.
"withdraw troops!"
"Follow Beiliang's footsteps immediately."
Upon hearing this, Tarsan clasped his fists and said, "Brother, I will also go down to prepare."
Before Talhai could ask for permission, Talsan took Sangbu away.
Under normal circumstances, Tarsan would never dare to treat him like this.
Thinking of this, he became furious and swept everything on the table to the ground with a wave of his hand.
There was a series of ping-pong sounds.
A bowl of horse blood dyed the tent red in a bright red arc.
The soldiers stationed outside the commander's tent suddenly saw a pool of blood and immediately drew their swords and rushed into the tent.
The moment the cold knife was pointed at Tarhai, an angry roar came from the tent.
"roll!"
…
Xiao Jingzhou stood on the city wall, overlooking the smoke-filled battlefield outside the city.
The power of the Molotov cocktail is so great that the land becomes charred where it burns.
The diesel that has not yet burned out is still emitting flames.
The smell of fuel was everywhere.
There were corpses and body parts scattered all over the ground below the city, and blood was flowing on the earth, as if it wanted to be irrigated with blood.
"Your Highness."
Hearing the voice, Xiao Jingzhou withdrew his gaze.
Chen Gan clasped his fists and reported: "This battle was a great victory, and four enemy siege vehicles were destroyed.
The siege vehicles left outside the city were blocked by the trenches and the enemy troops could not transport them back.
Four enemy columns were destroyed, with an estimated number of more than 40,000 men. ”
With 50,000 soldiers, they repelled the allied forces of the two countries totaling 330,000 and wiped out 40,000 enemy troops.
Not to mention that in every dynasty, it is a significant contribution worthy of being recorded in history books.
The image of the wounded soldier with his arm blown off lying on a stretcher, the look of pain on his face, lingered in Xiao Jingzhou's mind.
He asked, "How is the situation in the wounded camp?"
"How many casualties were there in this battle?"
Xiao Jingzhou asked a series of questions, and Chen Gan was speechless for a moment.
In this battle, the enemy fired thousands of arrows, and the Dajing army used shields to block them.
Many soldiers did not react. They only knew that Molotov cocktails could not be thrown into the city, so they could only find the right gaps and throw them outside the city.
The lit Molotov cocktails stayed in the hands of many soldiers and civilians for too long, and many of them had their arms blown off.
Chen Gan sniffed and said, “The current death toll is 30.
109 people were slightly injured and 211 people were seriously injured. ”
Everyone present fell silent.
Because they all knew that if there were no Molotov cocktails sent by God.
When Zhiyi City was broken, the casualties were even more severe.
If there was no help from the gods, an army of 400,000 would have needed a lot of food and fodder to break through the city gate, and it would not be as simple as a massacre.
After a long while, Xiao Jingzhou said, "Tell Doctor Yan that if there is any shortage of medicine, send someone to inform me immediately.
I'm going to ask God for help! ”
With Xiao Jingzhou's words, Chen Gan felt more confident.
His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "Yes! I will tell Doctor Yan right away."
It's getting dark.
The north tower of Zhiyi City was brightly lit.
The soldiers carried weapons and checked unused Molotov cocktails to make sure they would not spontaneously combust or explode.
When the people in the city heard the victory horn, they took out food from their houses and fed it to the soldiers who had fought hard.
"Come, child, take the steamed buns that the lady gave you."
"White flour steamed buns are so fragrant and soft."
The soldiers under the city shook their heads and refused.
"Auntie, we have military regulations and we cannot take food from the people."
The old lady with a hunched back looked puzzled.
The old man was surprised: "I have lived for so long, and I have never seen a soldier who did not take food from the people!
Not ransacking the house completely would be considered a conscientious act. ”
The old man's voice was so loud that everyone around him could hear it clearly.
The old lady patted him on the back and said, "You are talking nonsense. How come you have never seen it before?
General Yang's soldiers never robbed the people.
You say they are Wang Gouzi's soldiers, but those dogs are not human beings, there is no point in comparing them! ”
The old man didn't listen to the old lady's nagging, and approached the soldier and asked, "Young man, are you telling the truth?"
The young man didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Really, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has specifically instructed me, there can't be any mistakes."
The old lady, carrying a basket of steamed buns, smiled and said, "So it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. No wonder I thought it was so novel!"
“Your Highness the Crown Prince is truly a good man, and he will definitely be a good monarch in the future.
It is such a great blessing for Dajing to have such a crown prince! ”
On the other side, smoke was rising above the Huotou Camp.
The chopped pork was poured into a large pot and boiled, and the rice soup was bubbling.
A large pot of white flour buns is placed in a steamer and steamed high.
The stove was burning with a raging fire, illuminating people's red faces.
“It smells so good!”
All the soldiers passing by took a deep breath.
Little did they know that the more they smelled the food, the hungrier they would become.
As the sky grew darker, a long line began to form outside the Huotou Camp.
The captain of the Fire Head Battalion said to the soldiers in line:
"The soldiers have worked hard today."
"Your Highness has ordered the Fire Camp to provide meat porridge and steamed buns for today!"
Although the soldiers who had been fighting for a day and a night had compressed biscuits, dried meat, steamed buns, and bread to fill their stomachs, they still wanted to drink a bowl of hot porridge in the cold wind.
When everyone heard that there was plenty of meat porridge, they immediately started cheering.
"Your Highness is mighty!"
"Long live the gods!"
As soon as Xiao Jingzhou walked down the city gate and outside the Huotou Camp, he heard shouts like thunderous waves.
When the noise gradually died down, he took Lu Chen to the captain.
He said: "The meat porridge for the wounded soldiers should not be too greasy, so prepare something lighter for them.
Take good care of the wounded camp these days, send people to the wounded as much as possible, and even feed them porridge.
If there are not enough people, send someone to find Chen Gan.
They are all contributors to Dajing and heroes of Zhiyi City.
We can't let them feel disappointed. ”
The captain of the Fire Battalion had also fought on the battlefield, but he had never met a commander who was so attentive and caring about the wounded soldiers.
He was a rough man with a full beard, and he couldn't help but feel tears in his eyes when he heard such words.
I wonder how moved the wounded soldiers would be if they heard such words.
After Xiao Jingzhou gave the order, he immediately rushed back to the government office.
He wanted to ask Miss Jiang if there was any way to treat the wounded soldier whose arm was destroyed by the explosion.
Even if there is a glimmer of hope, he wants to give it a try!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
